Puppets Poem by Scarlett Charlotte
Puppets
Puppet, master, hook and line
Attached at the feet, attached by the mind.
For some cruel being
Large
So
LARGE
Has hold,
I'm told- At church.
We lurch, they say, upon these legs,
This mind: refined,
Retains, the truth.
What truth?
THE truth, the word-
I've heard:
Of God,
How odd?
That this, yes this,
IS bliss.
Monday, March 9, 2009
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